The Panasonic hut suddenly fell silent.

The old man didn't speak, he just ate noodles by himself, the sound of sucking noodles, and the gurgling sound of drinking soup was particularly harsh.

Ao Fenggu stood in place, keeping his head bowed and saluting, and could only see the old man's broad feet in socks.

After a long time, the old man put down the big bowl, touched his mouth, and said, "Oh. ”

Ao Fenggu was stunned, what does this oh mean?

He looked up and looked cautiously, just in time for the old man's big eyes.

Why is this old man so familiar?

The next moment, Ao Fenggu only felt as if his heart was pinched by someone, and even his breathing was stagnant, and there was only one thought echoing in his mind, it was him, it was him, why was it him?!

In my memory, the small food shop that night had an argument with this old man, and was finally scolded for being a fool, and then knocked out by a black and smooth mallet.

And this old man, without a doubt, is his teacher, the dean of the Martial Academy, Guilai the Great.

No wonder I always feel like I've seen it somewhere.

In the Chaos Painting Hall, the first star painting of Emperor Wu was painted by Emperor Guilai, and he was the person in the painting.

Ao Fenggu felt like there were 10,000 martial beasts running by.

"Remember who I am?" asked Emperor Guilai.

Ao Fenggu was extremely embarrassed in his heart, and nodded again and again.

"Then you don't want to make tea?" Emperor Guilai roared, Ao Fenggu shuddered, and hurriedly ran over, picked up the bowl on the table, and handed it over with both hands.

"Idiot, that's noodle soup!" said Emperor Guilai.

Ao Fenggu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly put down the soup, picked up the tea bowl next to him and respectfully handed it over.

Emperor Guilai snorted, and finally took the tea bowl and drank it dry.

The old man put down the tea bowl and looked at the young boy in front of him.

He didn't speak, so Ling Bo Ying, as a big disciple, didn't dare to speak, and Ao Fenggu even quieted his breathing.

After a long time, Emperor Guilai said slowly, "It's none of your business, go down." ”

Ao Feng Gu was pardoned, and immediately turned around and walked outside.

"Wait!" Emperor Guilai frowned, "That's how you said goodbye to your teacher?"

Ao Fenggu hurriedly turned around and bowed deeply to the old man, "The student is gone, please take care of your body." ”

"I can't speak, it looks like I'm going to a coffin. Emperor Guilai waved his hand impatiently, ", how did I accept such a stupid apprentice as you." ”

Ao Fenggu walked out of the Panasonic hut, the mountain wind blew, and a chill hit, only then did he find that his clothes had been soaked in cold sweat and were clinging to his back.

He strode down the mountain, thinking that the second senior brother seemed to be honest and honest, but he didn't expect to be put on a table by him, saying that the teacher was approachable and amiable, but he was a stunned and hot-blooded old guy who kept shouting that he wanted to kill people, and an old rascal who said that he would do it if he couldn't do it.

Still a foodie!

Ao Fenggu only felt full of grievances.

When he passed by the iron room, Manqing called out to him, "Little junior brother, my earth fire passage is blocked again, can you help me dredge it?"

"You can do it yourself, I don't have time. Ao Fenggu left without looking back, leaving the young man stunned and touching his head, wondering why the little junior brother was not enthusiastic at all today.

The first impression is very important, but in that humble snack shop in Yicheng, Emperor Guilai doesn't feel very good about himself as a closed disciple, at least Ao Fenggu thinks so.

If you make a mistake, you have to change it and make up for it, so he went to ask the senior sister Ling Boying how to please this teacher who is more like an old rascal than a generation of emperors, and the answer he finally got made him cry and laugh.

The best way to deal with foodies is naturally to invite him to eat delicious food.

So, for a long time in the future, Ao Fenggu was looking for food, as long as it was delicious, no matter how expensive it was, he bought it all, and as for the money to buy ingredients, he took it from Hong Liangliang, anyway, this guy earned tens of thousands of gold on his own, and with his money, Ao Fenggu didn't feel guilty at all.

Most of the ingredients have to go through Hong Liangliang's hands, and after more than a month, Hong Liangliang finally couldn't help but ask, "Fenggu, did you raise a gluttonous beast in the back mountain?"

Ao Fenggu, who was carrying the cart, sighed, "Don't look at the many things I buy, there are actually very few things that can be eaten, for example, this cart is full of ice cubes, just to freeze a sword kissing fish in the far north, just to buy this fish, it cost eight hundred gold coins." ”

Hong Liangliang's eyes widened, "Where the hell is eating fish, this is eating gold coins!"

Ao Fenggu shrugged his shoulders, very helpless, and was about to push the car away, when he was pulled by Hong Liangliang, "Fenggu, you honestly give me the bottom, you spent a lot of money to buy food, who are you eating it for, I have also met the three in the back mountain, not like a foodie." ”

Ao Fenggu said, "Who else can live in the back mountain and make me work hard to please?"

"Are you a treasure in the golden house?"

"What nonsense, it's my teacher. "Ao Fenggu doesn't have a good airway.

Hong Liangliang was stunned on the spot, "Hospital, Lord Dean...... Shouldn't his old man be a god who comes and goes like the wind and doesn't eat the fireworks of the world?"

Ao Fenggu thought about the old man's appearance of shouting and shouting, killing and eating meat and wiping his mouth, which is not a fireworks in the world, it is clearly an old fritter who is crawling and rolling in the world.

However, after this period of food offensive and currying favor, the old man's attitude towards him finally changed, although he did not become as amiable as the second senior brother said, but he would not burst into foul language at every turn and even beat people with that black and smooth mallet.

Ao Fenggu said goodbye to Hong Liangliang, chiseled off the ice cubes that were frozen with the sword-kissed fish, put them in the food box, and walked up the mountain.

In the Yaping pond, a little boy was naked, chasing those fat carp in the water, poking his head out of the water to take a deep breath, diving into the water, and only after a long time did he come up to breathe. The little boy is a fast swimmer and dexterous enough to flip and move in the water seemingly unhindered.

This little boy has no name, he was picked up by the teacher from the far north, and it was he who carried the fainting Ao Fenggu back to Wudi Mountain that night.

The little boy came out of the water, with a green lotus leaf on his head, and a mouthful of pool water spewed out of his mouth, which was deftly avoided by Ao Fenggu, and the little boy giggled.

Ao Fenggu came to the Panasonic hut, and Guilai the Great lay on his side, holding his head, looking at the green waters and green mountains in the distance.

"Teacher, the sword-kissed fish has arrived. Ao Fenggu said.

The tall old man snorted, "Slice it." ”

Ao Feng Gu took out the sword-kissed fish, thawed it, removed the scales, opened the intestines and washed it, poured the dirty water under the cliff, and then cut the fish into thin and crystal slices, and handed it over neatly in a small saucer.

(End of chapter)